They are here

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An earthquake shakes the ground when Tomas dies. And I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, but I like to think it wasn't. I will forever think that even the ground trembled at the injustice that this man suffered. I get closer and I take the dagger out of his chest. With his death, the dagger absorbed the soul of Lycras too and now shines bright, made out from the finest gold, decorated with diamonds. A weapon worthy to kill a god. But as I take the dagger I notice something... a small twig from the Old Tree broke and got caught in Tomas' hair. I realize now... The touch of the tree didn't hurt Lycras. It was healing Tomas' soul, bringing him back. The little twig kept him present enough to kill himself. I close his eyes. "I know it's late. But I name you an honorary member of

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